Please. Coffee. Why dont you take yours to go? She was kicking him out? After everything hed done for her the previous evening? Now thats no way to t...alk to your new husband, he said reprovingly. He could hear her shock in the very silence. My what? Dont you remember? Oh, he was enjoying this. My what? After we met up at the bar, we went to a judge I know and got a special licence. He married us. Hes a good guy, Judge Henderson. Owed me a favour after I got rid of a little problem for him a. Then we had a first date. I visited her and she did some tests with me. But to my own surprise after that date I became her slave, but still a male slave. Maybe I will write one day about how she did this, but for now I will focus on my sissy development. She made me within a few months totally addicted to her. I met her really often and she took control about my sex life. I met 2-3 times a week, wrote letters to her how I felt during the sessions and she called me quite often to give me new. She almost NEEDED it to happen at that point and was determined to make sure it did. She made sure that they could hear her cum when she played with her cunt and then pretended to pass out on top of her bed with her naked body splayed open on top of the very soaked bed from her squirting while masturbating. Ten minutes after feigning sleep she could hear them whispering. She knew they were debating on the less than intelligent thing they were getting ready to do but as she expected and counted. She looked down, right at my crotch where my dick was straining to get out, and said no way! When she walked away she looked back to make sure no one else was in the room, then pulled up the back of her skirt to show me how her panties were stuck between her butt cheeks. There it was! Cheryl's almost uncovered butt! She was showing it to me and wouldn't go out with me. I had no choice but to hobble to the restroom and beat off. I was five minutes late to my next class, but I had to do it.Two.